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She sucked in a deep breath and did it without a word.

Once seated, I put my hand on Ella’s knee, resting it below the hem of her skirt. Sonny’s eyes lowered, his jaw clenched. I had to claim Ella for people to stay the fuck away from her.

She was mine to protect.

Mine to claim.

Chapter Seven

ELLA

Someone save me.

I was trapped between two gorgeous billionaires who radiated so much sexual energy my panties were soaked. I was surprised I hadn’t dripped onto the chair.

It was pathetic, I know.

No one had ever shown me this much attention. Aiden was different from the others. An artist like me… and a fighter.

Aiden reminded me of my older brothers with his bad attitude and defiance of rules. That side of him scared me because it was the same thing I feared about my brothers. But I liked that he knew what he wanted and seized it.

Aiden dug his fingers into my thigh, claiming me as if I belonged to him. I wanted to be his more than anything. “You can relax, Cinders,” he said against the shell of my ear. “I won’t bite.” The tip of his tongue brushed my earlobe. “Not unless you want me to.”

Sonny leaned over, sliding his arm across the back of my chair, his eyes on Aiden. The tension between them was thicker than mud.

“When I said you owe me,” Sonny said in a hushed tone, “I meant you can pay me back with a blowjob.”

Aiden snickered. “Dream on, Pretty Boy. The only dick that’s getting sucked is mine.”

Startled by his words, I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand to hide the sound escaping my throat.

Does Aiden like men?

His hand on my thigh said otherwise.

“Don’t act so surprised, El.” Sonny breathed in my face, and I caught a hint of garlic on his breath. “Everyone knows I play for both teams.”

I still couldn’t believe Aiden got Sonny Cormac to make all the football players give up their chairs for us. None of them looked happy, often shooting me irritated glares. Sonny was popular and intelligent, the starting tight end for the Astor Prep Warriors.

Everyone loved him.

This was the first time Sonny looked at me, let alone spoke to a nobody like me. For years, I dreamed of sitting with the popular kids. I imagined what it would be like to be one of them.

The elite.

Aiden inched his hand up my thigh, his fingers close to dipping beneath my skirt. My heart sped to an impressive rate, clambering in my chest, seconds from breaking free.

I should have stopped him.

I should have done a lot of things. Unfortunately, my brain stopped working when Aiden touched me.

“I’ll play,” Sonny said to Aiden before he placed his big palm on my other thigh. “Have you ever had a threesome?”

I bit my lip, unsure of what to do. They stared at each other, a challenge in their eyes. I was in the middle of whatever game they were playing, with nowhere to run.

I didn’t want to leave.

I liked it here.

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